Unknown number:
I'm outside 😺
Received 2:55 am
It took a couple of minutes to switch my phone back on. And I was still shaking as I fumbled to open the textmessage.
Some part of me knew that this was the typical asshole prankster with nothing productive to do with their life, But the 99.9% of me knew that this isn't a prank. (Talk about being paranoid)
I was almost tempted to look over the windowsill to see if the unknown prankster was really there.
Fear stopped me from doing just that. Good call fear, my head might be blown off to bits if I do that. (In case the prankster had a gun)
Another incoming call got my heart pumping again. I felt nauseous of the chemicals mixing in my brain. It was of rage and fear mixing.
I instantly typed a poisonous reply to the unknown number.
What the fvck do you want? I'm the wrong person to prank at 3 am btch. Get on with your miserable life.
Sent 3:00 am
I sighed.
And then the next text came. And it was horrifying. I almost dropped my phone.
Unknown number:
I'm coming up 😹
Received 3:01 am
I grabbed the closest thing to my chest as protection. (It was a pillow. Honestly what can I do? Suffocate him to death?) PROBABLY.
Call the cops, tell your mom. C'mon move! Why can't I move?
Tap tap tap.
Oh my gosh he's already here. I took a sharp breath and awaited my fate.
